I was in a state of delirium. One I wasn’t quite sure if I wanted to escape. I guess that’s the limbo as Christmas Eve bleeds into Christmas Day. In my delirium, I had the sensation that I was in a UFO, of sorts, and the “rain” was just glitter falling on the windshield. As if someone exhaled too hard and the glittery powder invaded … Continue reading 24/12/2024 by Fabiana Real-Bravo
Paula’s notebook. It’s where her lists live. She has metropolises of tasks. Her duties have taken over the red lines, and expanded to the margins schools teach us not to invade. The pages are supposed to be neat, organized, saturated with chemical equations and drawings of covalent bonds. However, reality is everlasting. Obligations rule her mind and her hands. So the pages are filled with … Continue reading 28/11/2024 by Fabiana Real-Bravo
